#BillyxReaderxStu

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𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌: Billy x Female!Reader x Stu

𝖘𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: Alone on a quiet night, you receive a late-night call from you boyfriends, Billy and Stu, who playfully taunt you using the voice modulator. When the duo reveals they are closer than you think, you barely has time to react before they unlock the door with a stolen key and force their way inside.

𝖜𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝖈𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙: 1.3k

𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘: Stalking/Home Invasion Themes. Suggested Violence/Menace. Suggestive Content. Psychological Tension. Manhandling. Biting. Polyarmory. Established Relationship.

The glow of the TV flickers across the dimly lit living room as you stretch out on the couch, absently flipping through channels. The quiet hum of late-night programming fills the space, lulling you into a comfortable daze—until your phone buzzes against the coffee table.

Unknown number.

With an exaggerated sigh, you pick up. "Hello?" you answer, voice dripping with false innocence just in case it's someone calling for your parents.

A familiar, distorted voice purrs, "What's your favorite scary mo—"

"Billy, I swear to God, if you call me with that voice modulator one more time—" You sigh, flicking through channels on the TV with nothing good to watch.

There's a beat of silence, then an audible exhale on the other end. "How do you always know?"

A second voice, more excitable, crackles through the speaker. "Maybe 'cause you're obsessed, dude."

"Says the guy who made me call her," Billy mutters, annoyed, and you can hear the exasperation in his voice for his best friend.

You roll your eyes at your boyfriends; this wasn't the first nor last time they'd try this. "What do you two idiots want?"

There's some shuffling on the line before Stu takes over. "Oh, not much. Just thought we'd check in." the tone of his voice wasn't nonchalant. It was lingering — they were up to something.

You frown, shifting upright as you place the remote on the coffee table, now on high alert and already having a feeling about where this is going. "Check in from where?"

Billy's voice drops, amusement and a hint of dark excitement laced through every word. "Outside." he purrs, and you can hear the subtle sounds of their breaths and footsteps over the phone.

Your stomach tightens at the simplicity of his answer. "Outside where?"

"Your house."

You lurch forward, pulling the curtain aside slightly as you look outside, checking the area. The yard is dark, the street silent, but that doesn't mean anything—not with them.

"You were gonna break in, weren't you?" you accuse, already knowing the answer. They knew you were alone tonight, your parents were at some get-together with their friends.

"Technically, it's not breaking in if we have a key," Stu sing-songs almost mockingly.

Your breath catches both confusion and disbelief. "You do not have a—"

The soft click of your front door unlocking echoes through the quiet house as your pulse stutters.

The door swings open slowly, revealing Stu's ever-present grin as he steps inside like he owns the place. Billy follows right behind, closing the door with a deliberate slowness. Their eyes gleam with mischief as they take in your reaction.

"Surprise!" Stu announces, arms spread wide as he rushes to you and you run much like the victim in every horror movie. Leaving the taller boy to chance and tackle you to the couch, pinning you under his weight.

"Are you two serious?" You groan as Stu's hands are tight around your wrists holding them above your head on the couch, leaving you squirming and glaring. "I could have called the cops!"

Billy tilts his head, smirk widening as he takes his time to get to the couch, leaving your 'capture' up to Stu. "What's wrong? Didn't expect company?"

"Not uninvited company who thinks home invasion is flirting!" you snap, annoyed at being manhandled, though the stirring in your stomach disagrees with that sentiment.

Stu lets an exaggerated sigh into your neck, biting the skin there. Stretching himself over your body like he belongs there. "Aw, c'mon, babe. You love us."

Billy leans against the wall, arms crossed, eyes dark and unreadable. "And you wouldn't call the cops on us."

You try to free your arms from Stu's bruising grip, meeting Billy's gaze with a challenge. "And why not?"

He doesn't blink as he smirks, his dark gaze roaming your body under Stu, his inner thoughts and desires clear. "Because then we'd have to teach you a lesson."

Stu grins, tossing a look at his best friend before they both glance back at you with matching grins of amusement. "A really fun lesson."

Your heart pounds—not entirely from fear.

The air in the room thickens a cocktail of tension and something dangerously enticing. Stu's weight presses you deeper into the couch, his teeth grazing your neck again—harder this time, just enough to make you gasp.

Billy pushes off the wall, his slow, deliberate steps closing the distance until he looms over you both, his shadow stretching across the flickering TV screen.

"Lesson, huh?" you manage, voice sharp despite how your body betrays you, squirming less out of resistance now and more out of instinct. "What's that gonna look like, Billy? You gonna bore me to death with another movie rant?"

Billy's smirk twists into something darker, his eyes glinting with that unhinged edge you've learned to both dread and crave. He crouches beside the couch, close enough that you feel the heat radiating off him, his fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from your face.

"Oh, I've got better ideas than that," he murmurs, voice low and syrupy with menace. "But you keep running that mouth, and I might let Stu gag you instead."

Stu snickers, shifting so his knee nudges between your thighs, his grip on your wrists tightening as he leans in to whisper against your ear. "I vote gag. Bet you'd look real pretty with something stuffed in there." His breath is hot, his tone teasing, but there's a gleam in his eyes that says he's only half-joking.

You roll your eyes huffing, fighting the flush creeping up your neck. "You two are psychopaths. You know that, right?"

"Only for you," Stu chirps, nipping at your earlobe before glancing at Billy for approval—like a kid showing off a new trick.

Billy's gaze doesn't waver, locked on yours as his fingers trail down your jaw, lingering at your throat. "Psychopaths who know exactly what you like," he says, his thumb pressing lightly against your pulse point, feeling it jump.

The words hang there, heavy and loaded, and for a moment, the room feels like it's holding its breath. The TV drones on in the background—some cheesy slasher flick, the kind they'd mock relentlessly, but it's drowned out by the thudding in your chest.

You could fight harder, scream, kick, call their bluff. But you don't. And they know you won't. "Fine," you say at last, voice steady despite the chaos they've sparked in you. "Now what?"

Stu's grin widens, victorious, and he releases your wrists only to slide his hands down your arms, settling them on your hips. "Now," he says, voice dripping with glee, "we have some fun. House is ours tonight, right?"

Billy straightens up, his expression unreadable but his intent clear as he tilts his head toward the stairs. "Upstairs," he commands, already moving like he owns the place. "Unless you'd rather we drag you."

You scoff, shoving Stu off you with a mix of annoyance and adrenaline-fueled excitement. "You wish," you mutter, brushing past them both as you head for the stairs, their eyes burning into your back.

Halfway up, you pause, glancing over your shoulder with a smirk of your own. "But don't think I'm making this easy for you."

Stu laughs, bounding up after you like an eager puppy. At the same time, Billy follows at a slower pace, his stare predatory and patient. "Oh, babe," Stu calls, voice laced with dark promise, "we wouldn't have it any other way."

The door to your room creaks open, and as the three of you step inside, the night stretches out before you—equal parts game, nightmare, and something neither of them will let you forget come morning.

The lock clicks shut behind Billy, and in the dim glow of your bedroom, their shadows loom larger than life. Just the way you like it.

[veemarkki]

Coming Home (Part 3) Poly!BillyxReaderxStu

(Sorry I haven't posted part 3. I've got classes and junk and I recently found some video games to be obsessed with so, my bad! Anyway, here's part 3! Also, thanks for all the likes! Hope you enjoy.)

The car screeched to a halt in front of a familiar home just outside of Woodsboro. It wasn't like the other sparkling gold and white modern houses that littered the wealthy streets of the town. It was built up ward instead of outward like the rest of the houses, the worn-down bricks that stacked together to make the outside of the house dug into the rocky hillside just behind it, creating a rather odd-looking backward slant to the towering 4 story house. The widows were few and far between on the front side of the house, with black curtains cutting off an outsider's view into the house.

Billy stared up at the topmost window. Unlike the rest, the heavy black curtains had been pulled back, possibly even ripped off the wall due to the fact that not even a sliver of the pulled back black curtain could be seen. It had been opened wide to let in the cool autumn air and Billy's heart clenched as he remembered who had first made him fall in love with the autumn season in the first place.

Stu gave Billy a concerned look, something softer than what he would usually give others, not even Tatum would have been given the type of look Stu gave Billy as they stepped out of the car and slammed the doors shut. It was almost nostalgic coming back to house that was once more their home than their actual homes. Stu gulped as he remembered the last time that he had been here, but Billy was still just staring up at that window, a glazed look in his eyes.

"I hate this. I fucking hate it." Stu says as he takes a step back into the car, his heart racing. Billy finally turned to look back at Stu with a sad look before looking down at the ground.

"I know. Me too but... but it's better to do this here than to do it at school where they'll get humiliated just for even talking to us." Billy replied defeatedly. Stu whimpered quietly and Billy took a deep breath before patting Stu on the pack encouragingly and walking up to the front door, Stu following close behind.

Despite the rest of house, the door was stark white with gold accents that looked disgusting against the old brick of the house. Billy grumbled to himself as he rung the doorbell.

"When this is all over, we're getting them a new fucking door." Stu scoffs, some of his confidence returning.

"That's a given. We should probably also get someone to replace the windows too. You know they've got a style."

Billy smiled at that before his face fell back to its usual neutrality as the door opened. The woman that stood before them looked much more wrinkled than they remembered, her body and face not having aged well. However, she still wore the same blinding white suit and chunky gold necklace that made her look like an oddly dressed hooker.

The woman's eyes widened as she took in the two boys at her door, her face shifting into a smile.

"Well, hello there boys. Have you come to see Y/n?"

Billy winced and Stu grimaced as the woman's voice had become much hoarser since the last time they had spoken to her and from the smell coming off of her breath it became very clear why, she had started smoking again, guess the last few years had really done a number on her.

Billy flashed her his usual charming smile.

"Yeah, we heard they were back and wanted to check in on them."

The woman smiled brightly as she let them inside.

"Of course! Come in. Come in. She/He has just started to unpack so I'm sure she'll/he'll need plenty of help getting stuff all set up in his/her old room."

Billy bit his lip to hold himself back from correcting her but Stu quickly jumped in, swinging his arm around Billy's shoulder loosely.

"Yup, we'll be sure to help them out as much as possible while we're here."

Stu interjected with a bright smile as he dragged the barely held together bomb of rage that was Billy up the stairs to the top floor of the house.

By the time they reached the top of the stairs Billy had calmed down, though he still grumbled about starting to call people by their opposite gender to see how they'd feel about it. However, his complaints quickly died out as the two came face to face with an all too familiar door.

Stu's earlier feeling began to resurface as he whimpered at the memory of how he had shut that door 2 years ago and hadn't seen it since. Billy couldn't even look at the door as he remembered how he had left that room the last time he was here.

The two exchange a look as they unconsciously reached for each other's hands and intertwined their fingers before Stu raised his hand to knock on the door.

[vamp8687]

Slasher Masterlist

This is my slasher masterlist/character list!! requests are closed rn for these characters💔💔

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⚠️What I don’t write for⚠️

⚠️SMUT, racism, homophobia, transphobia, inc*st, ped*philia, illegal age gaps⚠️

Anything else that I think would be harmful I’ll put a TW❤️

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My series🖤

Slashers as…. Things💀

Slashers with s/o related to other slashers🖤

What dating ______ would be like?🖤

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-Michael Myers

What dating Michael would be like🖤

Slasher’s with s/o related to other slashers🖤

-ghostface

-Poly!billyxreaderxstu

Slashers with s/o with a small chest 🖤

Poly ghostface with s/o related to the sinclairs’s🖤

-Billy loomis

-stu macher

-Jason Voorhees

Slasher’s with s/o related to other slashers🖤

Jason with s/o related to Freddy Kruger🖤

Jason with s/o related to Freddy Krueger pt2🖤

Slashers with cottagecore s/o🖤

-Bubba Sawyer

Slashers react to their s/o wearing their clothes so they feel safe🖤

Slashers with s/o with a small chest🖤

Slasher’s with s/o related to other slashers🖤

Slashers with cottagecore s/o🖤

-Choptop Sawyer

What dating choptop would be like🖤

-Tex Sawyer

-Bo Sinclair

Slashers react to their s/o wearing their clothes so they feel safe🖤

Bo with s/o related to Hannibal🖤

Sinclair brothers trucks🖤

-Lester Sinclair

Sinclair brothers trucks🖤

-Vincent Sinclair

Vincent Sinclair sfw alphabet🖤

Slashers react to their s/o wearing their clothes so they feel safe🖤

Slashers with a s/o with a small chest🖤

Sinclair brothers trucks🖤

-Freddy Krueger

Freddy Krueger with cottagecore s/o🖤

-Chucky/Charles lee ray

-Tiffany valentine

-poly! lost boys

-Brahms

Brahms accidentally hurts you🖤

-Hannibal

-Pennywise 2017

⚠️REQUESTS Closed⚠️

[slasherlove420]

Yo- can i get some more BillyxreaderxStu content? Im dying over hereeeeeee I love my ghostfaced guys- It can be SFW or NSFW im chill with anything uwu Btw i love your work sooo much aH💕💕💕💕

Billy Loomis & Stu Macher x Reader HCS

Neither of them thought they would find somebody to love after the Casey and Tatum incident but they’re happy to have you with them and no one else but you, sometimes they’ll fight over who gets to spend time with you everyday it’s silly but they’re both needy and will talk each other's ears off but mostly yours, their constant bickering is both flattering and obnoxious.

Stu is a hopeless romantic he loves spoiling you with anything he can from sweets to jewelry anything he can afford to woo you, billy, however, is more personal and   will write small notes to you and leave them where you can find them they express their love differently but their feelings towards you is the same and will talk about you all the time even as Ghostface “wow this is pathetic even my (girl/boy)friend knows that the Halloween franchise was supposed to be a twilight zone type franchise but flopped! “

They love sandwiching you between them in bed especially after sex Stu gets sleepy right after and enjoys facing you staring into your eyes before drifting off into sleep, Billy stays awake and talks to you about anything mostly horror movies he just likes the sound of your voice after a long day of hearing Stu babble, in the end, they just love having you between them it’s the only time they’ll willingly share you and stop fighting and just calm down.

You’re the one keeping these two numbskulls killing themselves while they're out as Ghostface or ratting themselves out as killers, they’re not the brightest pair and they need you to keep them on their toes you’re  valuable to them without you they’re lost you’re the glue that keeps them together, ever since you came along they’ve been closer  than ever before they still bicker over petty things but never go overboard.

Movie night is the ultimate date popcorn, soda, and all kinds of junk food they feel like having while binging your favorite horror movies if you’re easily scared they’ll fawn over you and snuggle you between them you got your two brave(and idiotic) boyfriends to protect you from the boogeyman overall these dorks just love to cradle you with attention as they fanboy over their favorite horror movies .

[ongaku-ato-kakikomi]

Bro someone has sent those poly!billyxreaderxstu asks to another blog before

Wait, really? I didn’t know that, cause I haven’t seen those. :/ Oh well... what’s done is done, I guess.

[veemarkki]

Coming Home (Poly!BillyxReaderXStu)

(Sup, so this is my first story on Tumblr so please give me a break if it sucks. I recently had this idea of the reader leaving after Billy and Stu break up with them for 'unknown' reasons but the reader returns to Woodsboro after Casey Becker is killed. Anyways, here's what I've been able to come up with so far and sorry for any spelling errors.)

Warnings: Transphobia, Drugs, Alcohol, Gore/Blood, Murder, Mentions of Sexual stuff

The sun beat against the boiling concrete. It was the summer before their Sophomore year of high school and things had been moving rather slowly since the end of the last school year.

Ding Dong! Bang Bang!

"Coming!" A woman dressed in a white suit opened the door and smiled.

"Billy! Stu! Welcome! She's just up stairs in her room. I'm sure you boys know where that is already." The woman stepped aside, her overly large gold necklace clinking with her movement.

Billy eyed the almost empty living room suspiciously but Stu took no notice of it as he darted up the stairs towards Y/n's room.

"Y/n! We're here!" Stu yelled as he came barreling through the door. Y/n chuckled as they jumped to their feet and ran to hug him.

"Where's my hug?" Came Billy's voice from behind them. Y/n giggled and let go of Stu before wrapping their arms around Billy's waist.

"Right here." Y/n spoke as Billy smiled and closed the door behind the three of them. Stu flung himself onto Y/n's bed while Billy sat down on the edge of the bed. Y/n sat down and began to play with Stu's hair, a smile on both of their faces.

"I'm glad you guys came. I actually have something to tell you guys." Stu sat up and fidgeted nervously while glancing at Billy. Billy simply looked down as he spoke.

"Actually, we have something to tell you as well." Y/n frowned slightly as this and signaled for the two boys to continue. Billy spoke first.

"You see... we... I don't know how to... you have to understand..." Stu seemed to have burst at Billy's rambling.

"We want to break up with you." There was stunned silence as Stu's words sunk in. The boys' eyes flitted from the ground to Y/n's face. Slowly but surely the words Stu had spoken dragged Y/n's face down.

"I see...... well... then I guess what I had to say won't matter much." The boys looked up as Y/n spoke.

"What were you going to tell us?" Billy asked with hesitant curiosity.

"I'm moving to LA." Billy and Stu felt a stab to their hearts as those words washed away any plans they had previously made.

"You can't be serious. You're moving?" Y/n nodded and Stu feel silent once more. Suddenly, Billy stood with his face tilted towards the ground.

"Well, that settles it. We're done." Y/n's eyes filled with hurt as Billy exited the room with those final words. Stu glanced between Y/n and door Billy had walked through before sighing and following Billy out of the house.

Y/n was left alone in their room. Shattered and stained with tears.

(This is all I felt like writing today. So, I'll get back with a part 2 later. Byee!)

[veemarkki]

Coming Home (Part 2) (Poly!BillyxReaderxStu)

(Holly shit! You people actually like the crap I write! Thanks so much! Anyways, here's what you guys have been waiting for.)

Warning: Transphobia, Drugs, Alcohol, Gore/Blood, Murder, Mentions of Sexual stuff

The sun was shaded by falling leaves as the fall of their senior year began to creep in slowly. Halloween just a few days around the corner. A fountain bubbled behind a group of 5 teenagers, all to busy sharing the latest gossip to care about school work.

"Why would they ask you if you liked to hunt?" Tatum asks with slight confusion as she pulls away from Stu to look at him.

"I don't know. They just did." Randy rolls his eyes at Stu's response and steps in to explain why.

"Because their bodies were gutted." Sidney flinches and Tatum grimaces at Randy's words. Billy gives him a half-hearted glare before pulling Sidney closer to him.

"Jee, thanks for the image Randy." Randy shrugs as Tatum picks up the conversation.

"They didn't ask me if I like to hunt" Stu chuckles forcefully and gives his signature wild smile.

"Because there's no way a girl could have killed them." Sidney scowls and slaps the back of Stu's head before huffing indignantly.

"That is so sexist. The killer could easily be female-BASIC INSTINCT." Randy rolls his eyes as he makes a reference to one of the horror movies with a female killer.

"That was an ice pick-not exactly the same." He says leaning back against the nearby tree as Stu speaks up with an almost crazed voice.

"Yeah, Casey and Steve were completely hollowed out. It takes a real man to do something like that." Tatum huffs with a deep scowl.

"Or a man's mindset." Sidney glances between Stu and Tatum as they speak before quietly whispering.

"How do you gut someone?" Everyone turns to Sidney with pity in their eyes before Stu steps in with a crazed chuckle.

"You take a knife and slit them groin to sternum." Sidney shudders weakly as the rest of the table rolls their eyes. Stu raises his hands and shrugs.

"What? She asked." Billy glares at Stu as he wraps his arms around Sidney protectively.

"It's called having, you fuckrag." Stu looks down and almost pouts.

"Sorry." Billy rolled his eyes. He knew Stu wasn't sorry and, if he was being honest with himself, he didn't feel sorry about it either but someone had to play the good guy. The conversation continued until Tatum turned it back around to the recent murders.

"Hey, Stu? Didn't you used to date Casey?"Stu's taken off guard and chuckles nervously but quickly brushes it off with a scoff.

"For about two seconds." Randy chuckles at Stu's uncomfortableness.

"Yeah, right before she dumped him for Steve." Tatum turns sharply to Stu and frowns.

"I thought you dumped her for me!?" Stu growls at Randy.

"I did. He's just full of shit." Tatum rolls her eyes before turning back to face the group, Stu begins to nibble on her ear.

"Speaking of ex's. Did you guys hear?" Everyone perks up.

"You guys remember the girl/guy who dated both Stu and Billy at the same time?" Billy and Stu froze, their eyes sharpening. Sidney nods.

"Yeah, she/he was a real weirdo. I don't know how she/he was able to pull two guys at once." Billy gritted his teeth while Stu's hands began to clench.

"Yeah, she/he was super ugly to but I mean, Billy and Stu didn't enter their hot boy faze until Junior year."

"They." Billy snaps at Randy. Everyone looks at him with raised eyebrows.

"What?" Tatum asks finally.

"They. Their pronouns are they/them." Tatum, Randy, and Sidney exchange confused looks before Tatum brushes it off and continues.

"Well, she/he is back! Apparently, her/his dad cheated of her/his mom and so her/his mom gained custody over her/him. They're moving back into town." Billy and Stu exchange a look before excusing themselves from the group and walking towards Stu's car.

"Do you think it's true?" Billy doesn't answer Stu. Instead he hops in the back seat of Stu's car with a deep frown on his forehead.

"I mean, we haven't seen them in like 2 years." Billy sighs as Stu gets into the drivers seat.

"If they're really back then their dad sure has some shitty timing." Billy finally says as Stu starts up the car and drives off recklessly towards a house they used to consider home.

(I'll post some more later. See yea! Thanks for the likes!)